After Being Bent by Reader

With a "pop", Xu Chuanchuang patted a mosquito that was attacking to death, and whispered: "Little beast, see if you dare to bite me."

The weather is starting to get hot. The house Xu Chuanchuan rents is on the first floor. The front and back are sheltered by trees. The indoor temperature is good, but there are many mosquitoes.

The aging main box is noisy and unrepaired, and it is very interesting to the mosquitoes.

Xu Chuanchuan pulled a paper towel to wipe his hands, and a message popped up in the lower right corner of the computer, which came from Haojiyou Anji.

An Ji: "It's almost twelve o'clock. Are you going to change it tonight? Your readers are still waiting for it!"

Xu Chuanchuan immediately opened the Q.Q group with less than a thousand people, and it really exploded inside.

Reader 1: "Why hasn't DaDa updated today?"

Reader 2: "Is it so much Cavin? Still don't have time to write?"

Reader 3: "Maybe it's not finished yet? @爱吃火锅What is our family up to?"

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"Love to eat hot pot" is An Ji trumpet, she immediately chats with Xu Chuanchuan privately when she sees that the situation is not right.

Xu Chuanchuan quickly browsed the content, and he felt a little bit in his heart, and said, "I've changed it clearly!"

Could it be that the system has evacuated her updates again?

An Ji sent a second message: "Asleep?"

Xu Chuanchuan: "Nothing."

Xu Chuanchuan opened the browser, clicked on the link of "Jinjiang Literature City" in the favorites list, logged in to the account, entered the management background, clicked to take a look, and was stunned.

The system didn't pump, her fault...

Xu Chuanchuan: "I got the time to save the manuscript by mistake [grief]"

An offering: "No wonder [sweat]"

Xu Chuanchuan quietly opened the reader group and apologized to the readers who had been waiting for a long time: "I'm sorry everyone, it has been updated just now, go and see, do you love you~"

After Xu Chuan posted the news, the readers in the group exploded again, and she chatted with them for a while.

During the period, Anji asked her: "If you don't return for a long time, you are not carrying me and which young lady is making a fuss, are you?"

Xu Chuanchuan couldn't laugh or cry: "Even if I'm flirting, I'm okay with my little brother."

An Ji: "Hey, after writing Baihe for so many years, I haven't been bent yet. I really don't know if I should praise you for your concentration, or say you are indifferent."

Xu Chuanchuan: "..."

Xu Chuanchuan sent a daze to the opened blank document for a while, sighed, and said to An Ji: "The ending is so difficult. The readers are shouting to'get in the car', but I haven't even talked about love, so I don't know how to write. Roll the sheets!"

An Ji: "Do you want to fall in love? See me, I will teach you [色眯眯]"

"Puff—" Xu Chuanchuan slobbered onto the screen film.

She calmed down, and quickly tapped her fingers: "God, please forgive me, I am a straight pipe! I like men!"

Anji: "Okay, I will go to Thailand in a while, and I will find you again when I come back."

Xu Chuanchuan knew that An Ji was joking, and after chatting with An Ji a few words, she felt better, so she decided on the code word.

It's already two o'clock in the morning after writing, but luckily tomorrow is the weekend. Turning off the computer and taking a shower, Xu Chuanchuan lay on the bed with his stiff old waist.

When I slept until I woke up naturally, Xu Chuan stringed together to wash, took out his mobile phone, and saw An Ji’s greeting: "Are you awake?"

Xu Chuanchuan: "I just woke up, ready to order takeaway."

An Ji: "Don't eat takeaway. You cry back pain all day before 30. You should go for more walks and get some inspiration from the popularity."

Xu Chuanchuan is twenty-fifth this year. Due to sitting in front of the computer for a long time and not being active, he has recently had some waist problems. She has been to the hospital, and the doctor said it was a strain of the lumbar muscles and asked her to pay attention to rest and exercise.

After Anji reminded him, Xu Chuanchuan felt uncomfortable in his lower back. She thought: "It's not a bad thing to go for a walk."

But when she changed her clothes and went out, she flinched when she was exposed to the hot sun. She entered the house and took an umbrella. She walked along the street for ten minutes. It was too hot. She entered a KFC on the side of the road.

Xu Chuanchuan had a bigger meal than the average girl. She ordered ten spicy wings, a packet of French fries, and a large glass of Coke, and found a seat by the window.

Xu Chuanchuan put on his gloves and glanced at the others in the restaurant, and found that except for herself, the other tables were for two or more people. She suddenly felt sad.

She has no boyfriends, no friends, and her colleagues who usually play well are married women. She does have a younger sister who is going to college in this city, but the younger sister is busy with her freshman year.

Xu Chuanchuan played with his cell phone boredly, and a couple of men and women came next to him. The tip of his nose was stimulated by a strong smell of perfume, Xu Chuanchuan sneezed and glanced casually.

The man dressed very well, white and clean, with a slightly frivolous smile. The woman was wearing a **** red dress and heavy makeup. She pinched her throat and said, "Young Master Jiang, can we change the place?"

White-faced man: "Is it good here?"

The girl in the red skirt pouted and made no secret of her disgust: "But it's too low here. What kind of fried chicken burger is not in line with your young master's identity."

Xu Chuanchuan who nibbled on low food happily: "..."

The white-faced man didn't care: "You can go if you don't like it, and I didn't stop you."

The face of the girl in the red dress changed suddenly, and she changed her smile hurriedly, and said kindly: "No low or low, I'm not going anywhere, I'll follow you today."

Xu Chuanchuan retracted his gaze and continued to nibble on the chicken wings while reading the comments left by readers.

The man and the woman next to him got greasy and crooked, and the woman whispered: "Would you like to go to my house after eating?"

The white-faced man: "Go to your house in broad daylight? Is it appropriate?"

Red skirt girl: "It's right, I'm the only one in our family."

The man glanced over the woman's big breast, thoughtfully, and muttered in a low voice: "Why haven't you come..."

Red skirt girl: "Who didn't come?"

The white-faced man sternly said: "I don't like going to other people's houses."

The lady in the red dress was overjoyed and said urgently: "Why don't you go to your house!"

The white-faced man said without hesitation: "Not everyone can go to my house."

The girl in the red dress narrowed her smile, gave the man a little lightly, and said angrily: "Could it be possible that there are other women hiding in your house?"

The white-faced man raised his eyebrows and said, "So what...both, I actually have a girlfriend."

The expression on the face of the woman in the red skirt is unpredictable, she raised her voice: "You lie, I don't believe it!"

Xu Chuanchuan thought secretly: "Wait, won't you fight?"

Xu Chuanchuan speeded up his eating, Yunjuanyun comfortably ate ten chicken wings. She drank half a cup of Coke, her stomach was a little braced, and she wanted to go to the toilet. But she was worried that once she left the seat, the waiter would mistakenly think that she had finished eating and took her away. She hasn't eaten French fries yet.

Xu Chuanchuan walked quickly to the checkout counter and said in a low voice, "I'll go to the bathroom first, and you won't collect my things later."

Waiter: "Is it table number one? Okay, we get it."

Xu Chuanchuan felt embarrassed and ran into the bathroom with oil on the soles of his feet.

Less than two minutes later, she walked out of the bathroom, and saw that the things on Table One were still spread out from a distance, and she walked over with joy.

At this moment, a girl pushed open the glass door and walked in. She was tall and thin, wearing a pair of hateful heights under her feet, but she did not hinder her pace at all.

The girl had delicate makeup on her face, and her long, bundled hair flicked as she walked, swaying in the air like a whisk, and the exaggerated Cartier earrings slammed into a “jingle”.

Her upper body was aqua blue sleeveless deep V shirt, and a pair of snow-white trousers on the lower body made her two long legs against the sky more slender. She walked very openly, and in a blink of an eye she was in front of Xu Chuanchuan.

Xu Chuanchuan suddenly had the illusion that he had entered the wrong show, and the girl in front of him seemed to be the model she had seen on TV. It's just that the girl is not walking on catwalks, she seems to be carrying the wind under her feet, passing by Xu Chuanchuan, and stopping at the eleventh table.

Sitting on the eleventh table is a man with a white face and a woman with a red skirt.

The woman in the red skirt is acting like a baby with the man with a white face: "No matter how many girlfriends you have, as long as you have me in your heart. If you don't want to go to my house, then..."

"Murong, you are here!" The white-faced man stood up, excitedly trying to pull the girl's hand, "She is my girlfriend, Mu..."

With a crisp sound, the girl raised her hand and slapped the white-faced man.

The white-faced man's face was missed.

The woman in the red skirt was interrupted in the middle of her speech, and was slapped again by the girl who appeared suddenly. She stood up with a loud "Ah": "Young Master Jiang, are you okay?"

The white-faced man was holding half of his face and looking at the girl who beat him angrily: "Murong Shi, are you crazy!"

The girl called Murong Poetry grabbed the Coke on the table without saying a word. The girl in the red dress reacted quickly this time, holding her hand tightly: "What are you doing?"

Murong Shi sneered, glanced around, and found that there was just a glass of Coke on the table next to it, and there was still a lot of liquid inside, which she didn't want to bring.

Xu Chuanchuan reacted slowly and yelled, "That's mine!"

When it was too late, Murong Shi lifted the lid and poured half a cup of ice coke on the face of the white-faced man.

"..." The girl in the red skirt was so surprised that she forgot to call.

The brown coke ran down the white face, making the white-faced man embarrassed. He was choked and coughed, opening his mouth as if to curse.

Murong Shi said coldly before him: "Jiang Shaohua, if you dare to play with me, the next time you splash your face, it won't be Coke!"

She put down these words, ignored the strange eyes of the people around her, turned around proudly to leave.

Xu Chuanchuan, who was awakened in the dream, stretched out his hand to stop her.

Murong Shi frowned and glanced at her: "Do we know each other?"

Xu Chuanchuan watched a farce, knowing that once a woman is irritated, she feels distressed when she thinks of her half of Coke. She grieved and said: "The glass of Coke you just poured belongs to me."

Murong Shi turned her head and saw the mess on Table One, her eyes returned to the woman in front of her. Her icy face loosened, but she said bluntly: "Sorry, I thought there was no one at that table. I didn't bring my wallet, and the money for Coke. You can find the man to pay for it."

As soon as the voice fell, she walked around Xu Chuanchuan without squinting.

Xu Chuanchuan: "..."